Thursday, June 15, 2006

I just worked eleven and a half hours without a lunch break, wherein I produced 13 pages of single spaced text and three pages of formatted photo pages, without proofing. (Yes, Edgy, I am ashamed of myself, but it couldn't be helped.) Then I organized and assembled six 90 page information packets for a meeting next week. Somewhere around Packet Four I discovered that I was missing a page near Chapter 3, and I didn't fix it because it was 6:30 and I still had to deliver the damn things.

I should feel guilty, but two simple facts will help me sleep tonight: 1) Edgy is not a member of my governing board, so it is very likely that any and all mistakes will go unnoticed; and 2) In the almost 5 years that I have been doing this, no-one has walked in off the street to make a public records request for anything, so again, it is very likely that any and all mistakes will go unnoticed.

So now I am drinking Instant Breakfast and eating cinnamon toast because I am too tired and sore from my day to cook, and I can't go anywhere to eat because it is rodeo time and the traffic is horrid, because apparently the rodeo grounds are near, because I can hear it even over my finger typing noises.